I have never hidden my unbridled fandom for the work of Vin Scelsa. It was his radio shows in the late 60's and 70's that initially inspired this music obsessed Jersey boy to follow the radio muse. I never liked everything he played or even everything he said, but I loved that he was always Vin... not Vince. His show wasn't an act, it was a real human sharing his love of music, art, literature and film. His ability to keep several plates spinning in the air for hours, while carefully stitching together thought provoking musical segues intent on enlightening as much as entertaining his audience. This wasn't just a radio show, it was truly "Art." Vin was the big brother I never had and in many ways he still is.

Vin Scelsa and I first met at a radio convention in 1995. As the Program Director of Coyote Radio in New Mexico I was the recipient of "The Least Tactful Programmer" award, mainly for refusing to play Hootie & The Blowfish on the radio station and remarks made to the endless stream of promotion people attempting to change my mind. Stepping down from the podium I could see him coming toward me and I clearly remember thinking, "Oh shit, I hope Vin doesn't like that record. Nah... no way he would play that shit, he's probably just going to the bathroom he's not coming over to me. Oh shit... he is heading straight at me... what do I say... it's VIN FUCKING SCELSA!" With a huge grin and an outstretched hand, I grabbed it and said, "It is an honor to meet you, Mr. Scelsa." Vin laughed, got real close to my ear and said, "I covet that award." I quickly said "If it wasn't for you I never would have got it!" and offered to give it him. He politely declined but wanted to know what it was I had said to the promoters. I told him some of the disgusting things I said to them, many of which centered around sneezing with your eyes open and chugging a gallon of my own bath water. Instantly we bonded over the mediocrity infecting the radio industry. We became fast friends.

In the years since that encounter I had the opportunity to spend a fair amount of time with Vin, often bringing artists from Rykodisc (my employer at time) to visit with and play music live on his show. A personal highlight was setting up a visit with Golden Smog. Vin told me that Rosanne Cash was also going to be there and I told him that the favorite song of Smog/Jayhawk member Gary Louris was Rosanne's "Seven Year Ache." He immediately said, "I'll call Rosanne and see if she'll sing it with him, do you think he'll do that?" I said I would check right away and get back to him. After convincing Gary that I wasn't making it up, he agreed to do it but still didn't believe it would happen. Sure enough Rosanne was there and after a quick introduction, Gary and Rosanne decided on the proper key for their voices and boom, live on the radio it happened. One time, no rehearsal and it was magic. Gary was so over the moon about it he taped a picture of Rosanne on his amplifier for the remainder of tour. We included it on a promotional sampler for radio and I still play it to this day.

Vin and I were also both involved in the embryonic days of Internet Radio, me with Radio Ryko and Vin with his Live At Lunch show. But at the dawn of Satellite Radio we were on different sides. I was at XM and Vin's "Idiot's Delight" was on Sirius. That didn't stop Vin from being one of the first people to call and congratulate me for a very flattering Stephen Holden piece in The New York Times. "Marrone... congrats! I hope you realize that now that you have been in the "paper of record" when you die, they will run your obit." I bust out laughing and said something along the lines of "Only you, Scelsa.... only you would think of that!"

When the dust settled after the merger of Sirius and XM, I could not believe that Vin Scelsa's Idiot's Delight would be airing on the station I had created and would finally get to work with my initial inspiration, who had by now become a dear and trusted friend.

I have cherished these years with Vin, on the radio and off. He is a wonderful man and in my mind a true broadcasting legend. There simply is no replacement. We have had a great many discussions about this for a few years and I am happy that he is going into retirement on his terms. He deserves it. He also deserves my endless gratitude for his friendship, his passion and for channeling and riding that mysterious radio muse for all these years.

I love you, Brother Vin. But don't think for a second I won't be trying to coax you into Studio V for a special show or two on a regular basis.

Can't believe I went more than a month without posting but I've been in dental reconstruction hell, as well as very busy at work. That said, here's a few new and old things that I've been cranking in the Basement Studio recently.

Can't believe we lost J.J. Cale. Without question one of the finest songwriters of my generation but also one of the nicest gentlemen I've ever had the privilege to meet.

Black Joe is back with another collection of tender love ballads... yeah, right!

This will be our next best kept secret to cross over to mass adulation, or at least they should based on this terrific new album!

One of my absolute favorite pop rockers is getting ready to release his first ever covers album.

The new album isn't due until November but Brendan sent me a few tunes to tide me over until it arrives. This one should be a hit, whatever the hell that means!

I am completely in love with this record... here's the title track.

Not only is Jason Isbell one of the finest young songwriters on the scene. He just married Amanda Shires, who is pretty damn terrific as well! Great new record.

They're back!!!!!!!! The rock album we all need right now, pushed forward by one of the best pure rock drummers on the planet, Jon Wurster.

Believe it or not this marks the first time the legendary PHJB have recorded an album containing all original material. Produced by Ben Jaffe and Jim James.

Mike Marrone

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